Igula’s expression was calm, but his eyes were fixed on the figure in the blizzard: "We can’t let him ; someone must stay behind to deal with him." "Can’t we lure him to the next level and ambush him there?" Ash asked intensely. "The curse of the war trial is binding us and also limiting Oleva’s ability," Gwen explained. "Oleva may be insane, but he’s not stupid. His combat instincts haven’t dulled. He realizes the existence of the damage chain, so he’s refrained from dealing a lethal blow to us all along—even though he’s had many chances." "He’s either causing us frequent minor injuries or trying to bind us, which is why we’ve been able to resist until now. If we reach other trials without the suppression of the damage chain, he might unleash the true power of a Legendary Mage, and by then, we definitely won’t be able to contend with the madness of Senluo’s first legend." "But here in the war trial, we can’t gang up on him; otherwise, we will be the first to die. Therefore, the best choice is for someone to stay behind in the war trial to hold him off." "Besides," Igula added, "we’re here on a rescue mission and can’t waste time here." Hearing this, Ash didn’t hesitate and flew back to shoot his Heart Sword, trying to attract Oleva’s attention to himself. "Harvey, you go down with them to find Tamasi, I’ll hold off this madman here!" Harvey attacked Oleva again with Ghost Claw. Although he missed, at least he drew the aggro back. "Look at Alice," said the Necromancer. Ash focused his eyes and quickly noticed. "Alice isn’t hurt?" "The damage chain doesn’t affect Alice, and once I merge with Alice, naturally it won’t affect me either." Harvey danced in the air with Alice on his back, dodging Oleva’s ice spears shot in all directions. "I’m the most suitable one to stay here and take care of him. You just want to stall him; I want to kill him." "Go now, don’t stop me from collecting the corpse of a legend. Your lingering here makes me afraid to embrace Alice, for fear that you too will be tainted by death." Ash stared at the distant Necromancer, knowing this was not a time for hesitation, but— "Can only you stay behind?" Igula and Gwen, unnoticed, also flew over and asked from afar. "One of the three of us must stay," Harvey replied. Ash immediately realized—Qikara and Gwen! Though it was one thing for Gwen, Qikara was the Fire Technique Holy Domain, and he was also the Fire Technique Holy Domain they enslaved! Although it sounded cruel to say, if someone had to take the risk to confront Oleva, the Beastman Sacred Realm was the best choice! But, would Qikara really be willing to stay? The most important clause in the slave contract is that you can’t deliberately send him to his death! If he believes this is a certain death scenario, he can defy orders. Even if they intentionally leave the Beastman behind, the Beastman could bring Oleva to them instead of willingly luring Oleva away to die—in the face of death threats, nothing Qikara does is unreasonable. So, the person to stop Oleva can only be chosen from the three of them. And according to Harvey, he’s indeed the best choice, but if he’s the only one left to face Senluo’s first mage... "I’ll stay with Mr. Harvey." At this moment, Qikara suddenly flew to their side and volunteered. "I’m the Fire Technique Holy Domain, just right to counter Oleva’s Frost Technique. As for the damage chain, I have ways to resist it too. Even if I can’t help much, I definitely won’t be a burden to Mr. Harvey." Ash and Igula were both surprised as they looked at Qikara. The Swindler squinted slightly but decisively said, "Alright!" With that, Igula and Gwen didn’t linger, immediately flying towards the Fog Gate. Ash took a deep breath, glanced at Harvey in the blizzard, whose dark skin appeared even darker against the white snow. The Cult Leader shouted, "I’ll be waiting below, dead or alive, hurry and catch up." "Then I’ll look forward to it with hope," the Necromancer smiled slightly. After Ash and the others went through the Fog Gate, Harvey and Qikara met in the blizzard. Discovering that some flies had escaped, Oleva seemed a bit irritated, letting out a roar; the area around Harvey and Qikara began to freeze, as if trying to encase them in ice balls! However, Qikara waved his hand and released a cloud of black smoke, which ignited the ice upon contact. The smoke produced by the melting ice further fueled the black smoke, quickly burning the ice balls away like an elemental counter. Harvey glanced at Qikara in surprise. The Beastman grinned, "For a long time, Sir Oleva has been a hypothetical enemy of the Tribulation Fire Temple." "You didn’t have to stay," Harvey said. "Igula may hold a grudge against you, but as long as there’s no mortal danger, he wouldn’t easily sell you out." Qikara chuckled awkwardly, "Not at all, Lady Alice is my Master, and Mr. Harvey is Alice’s master, so I truly want to help you..." "Suit yourself," Harvey looked towards Oleva, who was leaping like a spider. "You said you have a miracle that can resist the damage chain? You might want to use it now. Because..." Harvey embraced the rotting Alice, "I am about to cross the Veil of Death." "Though this body may be ice cold flowing fire, it still longs for the moment of consumption." The clamorous ghost fire fused the two into one, and the snowstorm could not stop this bizarre and strange necromantic life. The dim blue ghostly fire cast a dull light over the snowstorm, and the snow on the ground began to ’wither.’ They did not melt; instead, they seeped into the ground, dead. Miracle·Ice Cold Flowing Fire! At the same time, Qikara suddenly stood upright, raising both hands outwards, and then a cross-shaped flame burst from his back, like a cross binding him. Immediately, a roaring flame exploded from within him, turning him into a flaming figure in execution! His flesh burnt away quickly, leaving only blackened bones in the flames, while the surrounding snow was directly vaporized into mist! Read complete versıon only at 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭·𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦·𝘯𝘦𝘵 Miracle·Purgatory’s Execution! Oleva seemed to realize something, his voice tinged with excitement. He swept up a storm of ice, the wind and snow forming a tornado centered on him, carrying countless ice crystals and ice cones towards the two! Harvey’s right hand transformed into a giant dragon’s skull, with deep blue flames brewing within; the flames on Qikara’s body blazed even fiercer, burning his hands into roaring torches! Ghost King Chains·Dragon Lich Bone Fire! Miracle·Purgatory Roar! The deep blue Death Fire, the dark red purgatory flames, and the Frost Storm that froze all, collided simultaneously!